finally

so a opened ma mailbox and wondered who da fuck that email address belong tah and a almost clicked spam. but me bad eye that's good caught the subject line and it looked like a response to sum'mn a mighta wrote somebody, the way Brother was spelled..

then a couldn't get it to download from yahoo, kept jamming after 90 sum'mn percent complete. didn't pay no attention then but ma totem pole was still on ma pinky love rang, at the time it dawned on me, marked it unread then download ma unread emails to ma phone then forward it to ma gmail and do dah same. on the pc the gmail d/l didn't work neither. this lead me to spend most the day fiddling with ma laptop. getting drivers, clean the registry and shit like that.

It wouldn't play in windows and that itunes interface thingy wouldn't load it. so a went hunting for a freeware player, but that one in testing only played the first 2 or 3 secs of the songs a tried.

meanwhile real life going on. and two things a cant deal with personally get to fucking with me, 'cause ma soul just is the kinda where e'rythang pass thru, and sometimes its painful like a mo'phhhhh-kah.

but then Alex with his i am 1 and run this clan self come tell me bye on the phone when am talking to ma sister, and that joy went thru ma soul to.

A'd lost one ma mj rangs, the pinky one the other day. after a told ma sister, am so waiting to come home to dade county right nah and we hung up, a felt this sharp tuck in ma right little toe, and went a look down it was ma mj rang, and that's when a noticed ma totem pole was missing.

it be falling off a love for it wasn't make to hang on the rang. but a took it off the leather necklace a got it on up in bc and opened the brass circle thingy and put it through the o in love.

figured a'd just set and wait 'til it showed up like ma mj rang, but at the same time, a was worried it could fell in the garbage can. so after a non resolution to a part of the first part of real time that was today, a got up and walked around ma apartment and found it on the flow of BROKE PIMP $TYLE$™ STUDIO (ma bathroom).

when a reattached it, it dawned on me again to try with the download one mo' time from gmail. A'd also deleted the player a'd downloaded and another a found in ma control panel list. then when a d'led it, a went to windows to open it, and it gave me some warning message about it format, but a choice to play anyway and a ran with that thurr, and the music hit me out ma laptop speakers.

what a day.

a can hear the instruments talking, so that's what a replied to the composer, what a heard them say. but a 'ont think that's what was called for. Personally, that don't faze me, but Ma SOul is different, specially when it come to art.

so amma just have to live
with
how the beat hit me like

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